119 More and More Like a Real Couple
The Lionheart Association is not just a revolutionary organization resisting the Empire; its members are elite talents from various fields.
So, the news of the spiritual leader—Mr. Leon Casmod—marrying the Silver Dragon Queen Roswiser and having three daughters sparked heated discussions among everyone.
The former Empire dragon scholar sighed repeatedly:
“I’ve researched dragon reproduction my whole life, yet never thought humans and dragons could have offspring. This will be the greatest discovery in the field of interspecies studies.”
The former royal family’s psychological advisor posed a question:
“Under what psychological conditions would an exceptionally capable male human choose to bond with an equally exceptional female dragon? This is a thought-provoking question.”
Meanwhile, a five-star general from the Dragon Slayer Army declared:
“Give him a chance to be captured, and he could easily win over the Silver Dragon Queen; even the Sun God would just be a side character next to him. Leon Casmod is destined to become a dazzling monument in the history of both humans and dragons!”
…
Watching everyone engrossed in speculating about his and the Mother Dragon’s romantic history, Leon could only smile helplessly and did not intervene.
As long as everyone didn’t reject Roswiser, everything was good.
As for other topics, they could chat about whatever they liked.
After all, Leon was speaking the truth and wasn’t afraid of rumors.
While no one was paying attention, Roswiser shot a sidelong glance at the Dog Man beside her and quietly pinched him hard on the waist.
Leon felt a sudden sharp pain, but with so many people around, he didn’t dare to cry out—his expression just briefly contorted.
As soon as Roswiser released her grip, Leon immediately moved away from her.
He clutched his sore waist and asked, “Why did you suddenly pinch me?”
Roswiser’s cheeks flushed slightly, not daring to meet Leon’s gaze, standing there with her arms crossed, staring straight ahead.
“Who told you to bring up our relationship in front of all these people?”
“But I’m just stating facts, right?”
“You!—”
“Everyone in the Dragon Race, from ancient, thousand-year-old monstrosities down to five-year-old hatchlings, knows we’re married. So, doesn’t that mean our human side has the right to know too?”
Listening to his well-reasoned argument, Roswiser wanted to retort but couldn’t find a suitable counterpoint, ultimately squeezing out four words between clenched teeth:
“Inventing nonsense.”
“Hey, how am I inventing nonsense? Mother Dragon, let me tell you, I—”
Halfway through his sentence, Leon suddenly realized something and abruptly stopped.
He looked at Roswiser’s slightly reddened face and blinked—
Sudden enlightenment.
“Oh~~ I got it.”
Roswiser shot him a glare. “You figured it out?”
“Deep down, you’re really happy that I called you my wife in front of so many people, but being used to being tough, you felt that showing too much joy would ruin your cool Silver Dragon Queen image. So, you pinch me and deny it all to cover up your inner excitement, right?”
Roswiser felt both anger and embarrassment at being so accurately called out by the Dog Man.
If it weren’t for all the people around, she would’ve really wanted to unleash a Dragon Pattern and give him a taste of his own medicine.
With narrowed eyes, she muttered under her breath,
“I’ll deal with you when we get home.”
“My master’s wife used to say that to my master all the time.”
“Then that means you and your master are cut from the same cloth.”
“No, what I mean is…”
He intentionally stretched out the last word, building a bit of suspense.
Roswiser leaned in, curious.
“We’re becoming more and more like a real couple.”
“…If you keep saying such shameless things, I might just reveal all your embarrassing moments in front of the Lionheart Association!”
Leon immediately fell silent, knowing better than to poke the bear.
The other members continued chatting, and the couple didn’t interrupt.
Leon made his way to the edge of the podium and effortlessly jumped down.
With the stage about a meter high, Roswiser, wearing a long dress and high heels, found it inconvenient to make big movements. So after he jumped down, Leon turned back and took Roswiser’s hand to help her down, preventing her from tripping.
With one hand held by Leon and the other lifting her skirt, Roswiser gracefully jumped down from the stage.
“This world is so magical, Captain,” came Rebecca’s voice from behind.
Leon released Roswiser’s hand and turned to look, “What do you mean?”
“The Silver Dragon Queen needs someone to hold her hand when coming down from a one-meter-high podium, while the casual Dragon Slayer hero is being thoughtful about his wife. Tsk, tsk, tsk, is this the power of love?”
The two could tell the girl was poking fun at them.
Roswiser couldn’t say much, as her image in Rebecca’s eyes was that of a “gentle sister-in-law.”
But Leon, on the other hand, had no intention of sparing her.
He strode up to Rebecca and grabbed her collar, “Your sister-in-law flew all night to the Empire, exhausted, and I helped her down from the podium. What’s wrong with that?”
Suspended in mid-air by Leon, Rebecca grinned sheepishly, “Not much, not much. Wishing you both a hundred years of happiness and may you have three kids soon—ow!”
As soon as she got to ‘three kids,’ Leon let go.
Rebecca crashed to the ground.
The girl with twin ponytails stood up and dusted herself off,
“Really? Why are you so gentle with your sister-in-law but so rude to everyone else?”
That’s because you didn’t see how rude I can be to your sister-in-law, Leon thought bitterly.
“By the way, where’s Martin?” Leon asked.
“At home,” Rebecca replied.
“Since he’s at home, he rarely comes to the Lionheart Association. But every time the Empire has something significant happening, Martin is the one who notifies us in advance, allowing the Lionheart Association to continue smoothly to this day.”
Leon nodded.
“Captain, this time we need to officially declare war on the Empire, exposing their schemes while clearing your name. Do you have any specific plans?”
“Well, I do.”
On the way here, Leon had roughly outlined a complete plan.
“I counted the days, and in three days it will be the Empire’s annual Lantern Festival. At that time, people all over the country will go out to release paper lanterns, and we can use this opportunity to expose the Empire.”
The Lantern Festival is a traditional holiday in human society every year.
On the day of the festival, people release burning paper lanterns, and legends say that as long as wishes are written inside the lanterns, the gods will help fulfill them.
Children are very enthusiastic about this holiday since they just need to wait for the gods to help them make their wishes come true;
But adults have long stopped believing in gods; the holiday is just a chance to have fun and hope for a good omen.
In any case, the Lantern Festival is the Empire’s big annual event, and there will be no shortage of people in the streets.
“But what exactly do we do?” asked the man beside Rebecca.
Leon turned toward the voice and slightly squinted his eyes.
He found the man somewhat familiar.
After staring for a bit, Nacho introduced himself,
“Nacho Salaman, formerly an external assistant to Dragon Slayer General Andi.”
Nacho…
Memories flooded back, and Leon recalled that in the ‘twenty years after Leon’s nonexistence,’ Nacho had risen to become the future Dragon Slayer General, succeeding Andi.
The Sharp Blade Trio would be Nacho’s subordinates in the future.
Leon had also obtained information about the Heartguard Dragon Scale from Nacho in that future.
Noticing the Captain’s long silence, Rebecca thought he didn’t trust Nacho, explaining,
“Captain, a few years ago Nacho’s father was framed by the Empire and tragically died in prison, which is why he sought refuge with our Lionheart Association.”
She didn’t elaborate much, but Nacho followed up,
“My father was coerced by the Empire into creating false accounts. If he hadn’t, our family would have been implicated; but as time passed, the false accounts grew larger and eventually became unmanageable. When the truth came out, they made my father the scapegoat.”
“Andi promised me that as long as I dealt with you, he would spare my father.”
“But after the Rift Wars with Rave, Andi was completely disappointed in me and replaced me with my assistant Scott.”
“When I visited my father in prison, I learned he had died at the hands of several d*ath-row inmates.”
“Who would believe it? My father knew too much about the high-ups’ fraudulent activities. As long as he lived, those big shots wouldn’t let him off the hook.”
Nacho’s tone remained flat as he recounted this.
It seemed like he had been steeped in sadness for too long that he had become numb.
After hearing Nacho’s elaboration, Leon had a clearer understanding of the situation.
In the world ‘after Leon’s nonexistence’ twenty years later, Nacho had succeeded in leading Leon to his doom, effectively completing the task Andi had assigned him. His later political career went smoothly, and his father was able to survive.
But Leon’s return via Little Light’s reversal magic had altered fate, leading to a new development.
The framing of his father opened Nacho’s eyes to the Empire’s darkness and corruption, prompting him to join the Lionheart Association—whether for revenge or to continue making himself valuable in this world.
But there was still a crucial contradiction.
“You mentioned that Andi entrusted you with the task of dealing with me, and my retaliation caused your task to fail. So fundamentally… we were truly enemies, Nacho.”
Leon’s simple remark laid bare the enmity and conflict between him and Nacho.
Unlike others in the Lionheart Association, he and Nacho had genuinely clashed on the battlefield.
And Leon didn’t doubt Nacho’s loyalty to the Lionheart Association; he merely wanted to hear how this former enemy felt now.
Like Constantine—sure, he’s a bit crazy, but after understanding, they could still forge an alliance against common foes.
Nacho pondered for a moment and replied slowly,
“I’ve never thought joining the Lionheart Association could wash away my past wrongdoings. I just want to ask you for a chance—a chance for revenge against the Empire. Just let me avenge my father, and you can send me to prison afterward.”
After a pause, Nacho added, “I mean… the new Empire’s prison, not this one.”
Leon quietly locked eyes with him.
He realized that Nacho was different from Constantine.
Constantine could team up with Leon because he wasn’t trying to “wash himself clean” or “have a sudden epiphany” — that was just the kind of dragon he was.
The Empire offered him benefits, and he cooperated; the Empire betrayed him, and he retaliated—it all made sense.
But what about Nacho?
He knew that leaving the Empire to join the Lionheart Association might seem like “enlightenment” or “turning from darkness to light” to some, but that was never his intention.
He had never considered escaping from his sins or mistakes.
He could serve time for them, but he made it clear—not now.
Those who should hold him accountable shouldn’t be a decayed and corrupt nation;
It should be a fairer system and more just laws.
Roswiser stood quietly to the side, not planning to intervene.
Rebecca lifted her little head, looking between Nacho and Leon.
The two men maintained their silence, staring at each other.
The crazy girl felt anxious.
She thought Nacho was a pretty good guy; although he once did bad things, it was under duress.
Realizing the true nature of the Empire isn’t too late, right?
The Captain wouldn’t just kick him out because they used to be on opposing sides, would he?
“Actually, you seem quite suited for prison,” Leon suddenly spoke up.
Nacho paused slightly but seemed to find it within the realm of expected responses.
Rebecca was shocked.
Wait, does this mean he really is sending Nacho to jail?
No, Captain!
“So after we overthrow the current dog emperor, I’ll discuss it with the new king and see about making you the warden of the prison. How does that sound?” Leon said with a smile.
Rebecca was momentarily stunned, her mind doing backflips before she grasped the Captain’s meaning.
“Ha~~ Captain, could you please just say it all in one go?” the crazy girl complained.
Leon chuckled,
“Due to some special reasons, Nacho and I have actually crossed paths outside the battlefield.”
He was referring to the future twenty years later.
Nacho looked puzzled, “I don’t remember that.”
“Well, it’s complicated, but I know you’re actually quite capable, especially in terms of management. The Lionheart Association has reached its current size partly because of your efforts, right?”
Nacho let out a slight chuckle, pride visible on his face,
“It’s mostly thanks to that old man Taige. I just lend a little hand.”
“Well… about your father, I’m very sorry, but what you just mentioned about seeking revenge against the Empire—”
Leon extended his hand, “I can definitely help you with that.”
Nacho looked at Leon’s hand and took it without a moment’s hesitation.
“Let’s end this farce together.”
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